It’s like a two lane black top in the middle of a forestry strip
Trip and I fall, ‘cause I never really noticed it was
Right in the middle of my mind.
So merry go round and maybe I’ll do my part
But ya went up the gut, that was enough to break my heart
ooo yah
It’s simple and faded to say you will … when never do
I was always aware of my options but I never followed through
So, I don’t really wanna sing the blues with ya, ‘cause I don’t really have time
And when I die I don’t really want a funeral, I don’t want no one to cry
Some have so many things others have none, I get one life, I get one life
So brother to brother was the unwritten manuscript
Where Father and Mother said we’ll give it a year, maybe we’ll quit
And all your answers are straight up lies
I had to ask the right questions and all in good time …Sure thing
So hard not to blame you, but it’s even harder not to blame myself
Though it’s probably the world’s fault, ‘cause that’s so easy, so simple … yeah…..
So, I don’t really wanna sing the blues with ya, ‘cause I don’t really have time
And when I die I don’t really want a funeral with ya, ‘cause I don’t want no one to cry
Some have so many things, while others have none, I get one life, I get one life
(Brdige)
So, I don’t really want a funeral with ya, ‘cause I don’t really have time
And when I die, don’t really want a funeral, I don’t want no one to cry
And I …. I get one life … I get one life
just a bit …easy romance … hand in fist …I get one life … fool around …oh and falter
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Lyrics submitted by Brent Cope.